Bend to the Bittersweet
I used the poem Willow by Anna Akhmatova, and its phrases “silver willow” and “weeping limbs.” This is a song about my two neighbors, and the bittersweet-infested willow trees of our neighborhood. Following Zoya’s lead, here’s a little extra something—live performance in my living room.
Chickie makes the walk and brings the wine
late afternoon, rain or shine or sickness.
Ria lost her son in a crash
so she waves at every motorcycle driving past.
Two silver willow’s weeping limbs bend to the bittersweet.
And like the trees, my invitation for dry red and bad tv
Looking for feedback on
Do you like just the one vocal and one organ track, or do you think it would benefit from a little more support?